If I could manage surety
arrange the world against my dreams
the path now taken would be ignored
for safer climes on rosy shores
the inner compass did not agree
with directions of harmony
those decrees that stated goals
considered normal for the all
agreement is the Holy Grail
when signing on the bottom line
adherence granted to confirm
the confidence to belong
in return the way is shown
keeping all safe from harm
a guarantee to show the way
happiness behind the veil
security in stolid chains
a certitude I can't concede
even if the final price
condemns a soul in aftermath
freedom asks for no less
faith is found in the self
surety now left behind
instead the dreams become my life.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190616.
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